Broken

I'm reading my blog posts from last year, trying to find the person you once were.

The difference is vast.

Everytime I think about what you did, I can't stop the tears.

I'm not angry, I'm disappointed.

Is it broken?

Can we work it out?

Let's light up the town, scream out loud.

Is it broken?

Can we work it out?

I can see it in your eyes

You're ready to break

Don't look away